flytrap, that isn’t much of a [del] blackmail [/del] insurance scheme, as the friends, family and cow-orkers are likely participants, enablers or rolling their eyes already.
It’s a lovely Salvadoran stuffed pancake made with masa and stuffed with cheese, sometimes refritas and/or shredded meat and topped with something that resembles vinegar slaw.
Cap’n, doggio, Sari wants to remove old tub, she needs us to send her some M-80s to accomplish said task. 
Screw that, I have a better plan: Participate!
Which one makes more money, Spidey?
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The marinara is on for tonight’s supper of eggplant parmesan. The apartment is beginning to smell nom. 
Howdy Y’all. After we deheathenated, I made Reubens for N.O.L. Then I had a little nappy poo. Now I’m up and will, well, continue to do nuttin’. 
Hi everybody! Yes it’s me the infrequent poster… I just had to stop by before this thread went down and a new one came to say that I have been LOVING the title of “Happy little orange” all week long and smiling over it.
On another random note… my 18 year old kidney cat who is at the stage of what the vet calls “Let him eat what he wants since he won’t eat much” today went overboard on that… I had got up to use the bathroom and then the phone rang and then I heard the laundry buzz so went downstairs to change that… yes typical 2 minute break that turned into 15. Well, I came back and sat down, then reached into my family size Cool Ranch Doritos bag… and encountered fur. In fact there was a whole cat almost entirely inside… CRUNCH! CRUNCH! CRUNCH! “Um, okay Baby, I think this isn’t what the vet meant. Out you come.” Grab cat… pull… entire bag of Doritos hits the floor and scatters. The other two cats come running and join in. :smack: I had to pull the vacuum out to scare them off long enough to clean the mess. But oldest boy - he’s a happy little orange today.
It is a project I am thinking about Vorlon, although I hate to do it because the bathroom is already new.
Red I wish I could take showers but I can’t stand up that long. I’m hoping that after my next surgery it will make a difference. One of my friends tells me I stand and walk the same way she did when she needed a hysterectomy and the difference afterwards was amazing. She could walk and stand and climb stairs like a normal person.
I need to get up and get back to work. The dishwasher isn’t going to unload itself and I still have more boxes to break up or do something with.
Tonight’s repast at Stately Doors Manor is cooking and it smells great. Turkey breast with homemade cranberry sauce (It’s almost as easy to make as it is to open a damn can. Dissolve a cup of white sugar into a cup of water or OJ, and when the liquid is boiling, dump in a bag of fresh or frozen whole cranberries. Stir until the cranberries pop, about 10 minutes. When the berries have popped, mush them around a little more and turn off the burner. Let the sauce cool enough to pour it into a bowl, then chill in the fridge until it’s time to eat. It’ll get thick as it cools.), some vegetable, and rolls. I cooked the giblets for the cats. Bethany is nowhere to be found and Target dragged one of hers into the living room and shows no real inclination toward eating it. Ingrate.
Back from a very looooooong lunch with our old friends. It was lots of fun with lots of laughs’ Not the best BBQ, but it was edible, so there’s that.
I’s tahred. We need to have **FCD **at the hospital at 0530, so I expect to be tahred tomorrow, too. But, barring complications, we’ll be going home on Weds - I’m ready. I miss the big bed. Guest bed here is a double - ugh! No space with 2 adults and a dog.
whine whine whine
You are obviously a civilized woman.
Of course I am. The stuff in the can is fine, as far as it goes, but why would I do that when it’s just as easy to throw some stuff together? And if someone decides they prefer the canned stuff, I can turn on the Jewish mother guilt. 
A good invention would be some type of cylinder into which one could place one’s homemade cranberry sauce to chill and congeal. Said cylinder should enable one’s homemade cranberry sauce to make that canned cranberry sauce SCHWUMP sound it makes when it slides out of the can. It’s a bazillion dollar idea!
Worked, went on a beer run, walked Gordie. Now i’m making Red Beans and Rice for dinner.
I like your idea, swampy.
sari, have you thought of a shower chair? It would be cheaper than redoing the tub, and you could save it after surgery until you’re 70, and need it again.
Spidey, M80s?:dubious: She’ll need real ordnance for home [del]demolition[/del]remodeling. Let’s send C4.
Dinner was awesome, as was to be expected. Airman and I ate the wings tonight and we’re going to eat the rest of it tomorrow night. The skin came out nice and crispy and the meat was just right. Now it’s time for pie!
Perhaps I was mistaken.
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No, no, no, you silly…No.
She’s right. the canned stuff rocks.
You obviously have the culinary tastes of a dog.
:rolleyes:
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You obviously don’t read my dinner posts.